Transmigrating as the Younger Sister of a Bigshot with Multiple Identities

Lin Ran couldn’t conceal the intensity in his eyes whenever he harbored thoughts of violence.

Sensing Xiao Yize’s menacing stare, Lin Ran cautiously rose to his feet, grabbing the last lunch box as he edged away. He offered a sheepish smile. “Bon appétit. I’m off to find Little Fatty, haha.”

Originally, he had only intended to deliver lunch to Lu Mao. But recalling that his close friend Xiao Yize was now an instructor at Hua University, and aware of his connections in the Physics Department, Lin Ran decided to bring the meal along.

It seemed, however, that his actions had disrupted someone’s plans.

With little recourse, he quietly slipped away.

Gu Yang couldn’t decide whether to laugh or sigh. Nevertheless, she begrudgingly admitted that the Lin family’s chef knew their way around a kitchen.

In addition to their afternoon classes, the students also endured nightly military training.

The weather at Hua University had been exceptionally pleasant lately, with bright sunshine almost every day—a perfect backdrop for military drills.

Yet, this group of new students found themselves at the mercy of the blazing sun daily, yearning for a reprieve in the form of rain.

The intensity of the military training regimen escalated. No longer confined to monotonous drills like rest, attention, and about-turns, the students had begun delving into military boxing techniques.

Meanwhile, a significant online incident unfolded.

Yan Xi seized upon a viral photo’s popularity to secure a spot on a girls’ group talent show livestream. Gu Yang learned about this during her lunch break from the ‘No.1 Middle School Group’ chat.

Her friends were livid and vocal in their condemnation.

Zhu Di fumed, [Yan Xi must have orchestrated this to ride on Yangyang’s fame for her debut!]

Mo Mo chimed in, [Yangyang isn’t even in entertainment, yet others think they can exploit her popularity.]

Lu Mao added his disdain, [I don’t get why people say Yan Xi resembles my goddess. I can tell them apart instantly. Yan Xi doesn’t hold a candle to my goddess! Don’t you all agree?]

Zhu Di rallied support, [+1]

Zheng Yi echoed, [+1]

A chorus of agreement followed, leaving only Gu Yang and Fu Mingxiu silent.

Ever since their encounter at the waterside pavilion in the restaurant, Fu Mingxiu had been conspicuously absent from the ‘No.1 Middle School Group’ chat.

Knowing his busy schedule, their friends had grown accustomed to his absence.

With nothing else to occupy her, Gu Yang went online and stumbled upon a trending topic titled “Minor Gu Yang,” leaving her momentarily speechless.

She had seen “Minor Qiao Xuan” and “Minor Ji Jingchi” before, but never expected to be the subject herself now.

Wasn’t she young enough?

Curious about how much Yan Xi resembled her, Gu Yang decided to watch the live show.

Observing closely, Gu Yang noted that while Yan Xi’s side profile bore a striking resemblance to hers, their full facial features were distinctly different.

Days had passed since the talent show broadcast. Beyond her popularity, Yan Xi showcased superior singing and dancing skills compared to other contestants in her group, eliciting mixed reactions from netizens.

Some speculated about plastic surgery boosting her fame, others expressed curiosity or admiration for her talent and appearance. Some fans even viewed her as a stand-in for Gu Yang in the entertainment industry.

Gu Yang paid little heed to this. With the Gu family’s roots in entertainment, she understood such comparisons were inevitable and shrugged off any impact on her reputation.

At Tiansheng Media, Yan Xi’s manager logged into her Weibo account and posted instructions: “Watch Gu Yang’s past variety shows. Emulate her fashion sense and adopt an elegant demeanor. Show your side profile gracefully on camera, speak softly, refrain from cursing, and avoid showing your teeth when you smile…”

Yan Xi frowned at the contrived post from her manager. Unfortunately, the account was company-owned; she didn’t even have the password.

After hearing the manager’s words, Yan Xi resisted the urge to scold him and tried to remain calm. “Why must I imitate Gu Yang? Can’t I be myself? I think there are many fans who like me for my singing and dancing…”

The manager sneered. “Be yourself? Who even knows Yan Xi? You’ve been Yan Xi for years, and you’re still a low-level trainee who hasn’t brought a single cent to the company.”

“This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. It’s impossible for others to ride on this popularity!”